Best Pooling Poems

...There’s the tightrope for you to walk, wire walker —

defying the gravity of reality and the reality of gravity
you know damn well he won't catch you when you fall
as your sticky grip on the star......

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...The Haunted House

Driving with my date at midnight, looking at the August moonlight, 
lonely road, no one in eyesight, searching for a place to park.
Off the road a mansion ‘pearing, in t......

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...In so many shades of black and white, I find you after all these years;
leaning against that old weathered clapboard schoolhouse,
high on the hill overlooking the Fundy Bay, 
and again, I inhale t......

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...You kill me  
And I come back.

You kill me again
And I come back again

I don't know Why.

Am I the problem?
Am I the cause?
Am I the affliction,
the recurring pain?

You kill me  
And......

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...She was weaving a silken tapestry with long silver threads 
and golden memories from her life that hadn't yet faded
Drizzles of sorrow fell with every loving stitch taken
until the sto......

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Written: August 02, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Crystol Woods
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In the slipshod cradle beneath the apple tree,  
a bruised fruit folds ajar—  
molten......

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...Like drops of paint on a painter’s easel
Resting quietly, patiently among others
To gently decorate the canvas;

Like soft silk folds of a lady’s dress
Pooling out, freshly washed,
With a hint of swe......

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...Instruction
by Michael R. Burch

Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.

Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset

of night is in the despairing ......

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The ruffle of fleece at her neck
makes her feel manufactured, not born—
brushstrokes of windswept wool,
all soft edges and curves
the color of old milk.

Her lips were no artist's accident,
......

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...A red sun, pooling like a drop of blood,
coagulates at the edge of darkness.
And the night flows like a shadow, a flood
black as pitch, inking a seamless starkness.


A gilded moon, lik......

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...Rain upon my window
An early morning treat
Water pooling by the door
Then running down the street

Magpie sitting in the tree
Looking wet and cold
Wishing for a juicy worm
In his beak to hold......

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...tears freely flowing
waterfall of emotions
pooling my sorrow

8th January 2015......

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...Two ladies named Jan and named Lin
professed a forgivable sin
they cornered a dragon
wrung her in a flagon
and gave her away as cheap gin

The old dragon's name was Jooling
who had a h......

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...At sunrise newlyweds wandered from camp
hiking into unfamiliar terrain.
And now they have to spend the night in the
desert despite their unbearable thirst.

The sweltering heat of the day linger......

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...The sunset tints the mountain's purple peaks,
painting frescos on alabaster snow.
And bleeding scarlet into trickling creeks,
Nature surpasses Michelangelo.

Shadows scurry to merge with......

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